Why Should I Tell You?

At this moment, the Dragon Carriage running on the avenue of the noble district is indeed an extremely luxurious car.

The carriages are decorated with many dazzling decorations.

The walls of the vehicle were covered with brilliant gold leaf.

The wheels are inlaid with dazzling gemstones.

Even the Earth Dragon that pull carts are covered in high-grade fur and are much larger than ordinary Earth Dragon, clearly indicating that they are of a very superior breed.

Such a luxurious Dragon Carriage has completely abandoned convenience and mobility, and is only used to show off taste, wealth and status.

On the carriage of the Dragon Carriage, there was also a coat of arms.

That is the coat of arms of the Barielle Family.

Inside the Dragon Carriage that was moving at a leisurely pace, Priscilla put away the Lace Fan in her hand, turned her gaze to Fang Li opposite her, and spoke to Al.

"What a disgrace! You were subdued so easily?"

It seems that despite her proud and arrogant personality, Priscilla is not a fool.

Seeing Al being trampled underfoot by Fang Li, even someone with a low IQ could see it.

Al was subdued by Fang Li.

They were completely powerless to resist.

"I thought you were only good enough to please me, and that you were just there to amuse me. But you were subdued so easily. How dare you call yourself my knight?"

That's right.

Al is Priscilla's knight.

Although not affiliated with the Royal Knights, Priscilla chose Al as her knight and attendant as a candidate for the Royal Selection.

Since he is a knight who is a candidate for the Royal Selection, one can imagine just how capable Al is.

In fact, one reason why Al was able to become Priscilla's knight was that Al's every move and even his very existence could please Priscilla and make Priscilla find it very interesting.

However, Priscilla did not choose knights casually; instead, she gathered all the residents of her territory together for a grand competition.

Of the four people who were ultimately left, Priscilla chose Al.

Therefore, Al's abilities are extremely high, at least not inferior to Rem's demon form.

Under such circumstances, perhaps even Priscilla did not expect that Al would be subdued so easily.

Of course, this was Priscilla's oversimplification.

In fact, Fang Li was able to subdue Al so easily, partly due to his strength, but the reason he was so efficient was because Al surrendered so decisively.

"Please, my princess, I want to live a little longer."

Al remained in the position of being stepped on, and said with great helplessness, "This is the old man who cut my knife in one move and put a dagger to my neck in less than a second. Although I was not powerless to resist at that time, I would have died if I had resisted, so please let me go."

"It's really ugly." Priscilla uttered such a boring remark, but her attention was clearly not on Al, but on Fang Li, who smiled sweetly.

That smile, though beautiful and charming, also carried an air of domineering superiority.

"Although the process was different from what I had imagined, it was still a form of entertainment, as long as the result was what I was looking for."

really.

Even though the process was different, Priscilla's goal was to have Fang Li appear here.

Now that the goal has been achieved, the process was merely a little entertainment to please Priscilla.

"In this respect, you surprised me, which proves that you still have value."

Priscilla gave this evaluation as if she were giving a score.

"Since you have proven your worth, then I will reluctantly consider you someone worthy of conversation."

"Although, to me, everyone else is just an ordinary person, no matter what."

These words alone are enough to show just how inflated the confidence of this one of the heirs to the throne has become.

For Priscilla, perhaps the world really is only divided into two kinds of people.

One type is the aloof and superior woman.

One type is the ordinary people who are below them.

There are no other classifications besides these.

If it were someone else, unless they had a really good temper, they really wouldn't be able to develop a liking for Priscilla.

Fang Li has a bad temper.

However, it would be too naive to expect him to lose his composure at this level.

Therefore, Fang Li ignored Priscilla's self-talk and calmly asked, "Alright, now that I'm here, tell me about the Witch Cult."

Before Priscilla could answer, Fang Li changed the subject, saying, "That's true, but you probably don't know anything about the Witch Cult either, right?"

"Oh?" Priscilla raised a beautiful brow and asked with interest, "Why do you say that?"

"Because I believe I fully understand what kind of person you are," Fang Li said somewhat indifferently. "You are someone who acts solely on your own feelings and believes that everything in this world revolves around you. Therefore, you don't pay attention to things that you're not interested in, but when you become interested in something, that thing will eventually come to you on its own."

"Without a doubt, the affairs of the Witch Cult are not something you would be interested in. The person you are interested in right now is me." Fang Li looked at Priscilla and said this.

"If I'm not mistaken, you also heard from someone that I was investigating the Witch Cult, and then led me here in this way, right?"

The extremely calm analysis caused Priscilla's jewel-like eyes to flicker slightly. She opened her Lace Fan and covered the lower half of her face.

"It seems my evaluation of you was a little too low."

Priscilla met Fang Li's gaze and asked this question, whether with a smile or not.

"If that's the case, then why are you here?"

really.

If Priscilla truly didn't know about the Witch Cult, Fang Li had already guessed it, then there was no reason for him to come here.

The reason I came here is simply to verify one thing.

"Although it's a pity we didn't get any information about the Witch Cult, I'm now interested in something else."

Fang Li smiled slightly, his gaze never leaving Priscilla, and asked this question.

Who was the person who told you I was investigating the Witch Cult?

Upon hearing this, Priscilla snapped her fan shut, her gaze towards Fang Li now filled with mockery.

Priscilla immediately said that.

Why should I tell you?

The atmosphere suddenly became tense.